A Normal Suburban Lifestyle Is A Near Impossibility Once You've Fallen In Love With An International Spy - Casiotone For The Painfully Alone

The second of april 1998 was when they came and took him away

It was raining hard, secret service men were standing in the yard

She wiped the tears from her eyes, she knew this day would come

The sunday paper was scattered on the floor near where the FBI had kicked in

their door

He was gone without a single kiss goodbye, they’d finally caught up with her

international spy

(Get down! Get down! Get-t-t down! Get down! Get-t-t down! Get down!)